Logan didn't feel like sleeping after the meeting. It was 9:30 on a Friday
night. All of the students were in their dormitories, thus the lobby was up
for grabs. He flopped on the sofa and grabbed the remote and turned on the
TV randomly started to flip though the channels.
"Anything good on?" Rouge asked.
Logan sat up immediately at the sound of her voice. He hasn't seen her all day after their last-encounter before lunch.
"Nope." He grunted making room for her on the sofa, "Nothing."
"There usually never is." She said taking the offered seat.
A sparkle of gold caught his eye. The ring on her left ring finger confirmed his thoughts.
"What do you want?" He asked.
"Who said I wanted anything?" she asked pretending to take offence.
"You're not the only one who know how other people think. Now, what is it?"
She sighed knowing that she had lost.
"Can you teach me how fight?"
Logan raised an eyebrow.
"Combat? Street fighting?"
"Anything to get people back off, you know? So I don't have to be so defenseless all of the time."
Logan felt like smiling, but instead he smirked.
"Sure thing kid."
They both stood up and brought the sofa cushions with them to the open area at the center of the lobby.
"Now, what you want to remember is to always catch your enemy by surprise."
*~*~*
Bobby watched as his fiancé got flipped by that man; Logan. He watched as she got up laughing and gave Logan an unexpected round house kick that would have smashed into his head had he not have ducked. Bobby couldn't help, but feel a pang of jealousy as he saw the two laughing together; being so close.
"Don't worry, he always does that." A voice came from behind him.
It was Scott Summers.
"Does what?" Bobby asked.
"Try to steal your girl. It's his thing. Never works though. Watching only make you feel worse. Come on."
Scott ushered Bobby away from the scene, but he couldn't help thinking that this time, Logan might actually win.
*~*~*
"Just like old times, eh?" Rogue panted as they walked to her room.
"Yeah, just like old times." Logan grunted, "When did you get to be so flexible?"
It was 11:45 and they both were worn out.
"I used to be a gymnast. Up until I fled to Canada and met you."
"How Long?"
"Since I was four. Got to love parents who force their crushed dreams on their children.
Logan grinned as they came to Rogue's room.
"Night, kid." He said.
"Night." Rogue replied as she opened the door. She shyly gave him a second glance as she shut the door leaving a very happy Logan in the hallway.
Bobby pretended to sleep and not notice how late she came to bed.
Marie pretended not to notice how fast her heart could beat every time she was with the Wolverine.
"Anything good on?" Rouge asked.
Logan sat up immediately at the sound of her voice. He hasn't seen her all day after their last-encounter before lunch.
"Nope." He grunted making room for her on the sofa, "Nothing."
"There usually never is." She said taking the offered seat.
A sparkle of gold caught his eye. The ring on her left ring finger confirmed his thoughts.
"What do you want?" He asked.
"Who said I wanted anything?" she asked pretending to take offence.
"You're not the only one who know how other people think. Now, what is it?"
She sighed knowing that she had lost.
"Can you teach me how fight?"
Logan raised an eyebrow.
"Combat? Street fighting?"
"Anything to get people back off, you know? So I don't have to be so defenseless all of the time."
Logan felt like smiling, but instead he smirked.
"Sure thing kid."
They both stood up and brought the sofa cushions with them to the open area at the center of the lobby.
"Now, what you want to remember is to always catch your enemy by surprise."
*~*~*
Bobby watched as his fiancé got flipped by that man; Logan. He watched as she got up laughing and gave Logan an unexpected round house kick that would have smashed into his head had he not have ducked. Bobby couldn't help, but feel a pang of jealousy as he saw the two laughing together; being so close.
"Don't worry, he always does that." A voice came from behind him.
It was Scott Summers.
"Does what?" Bobby asked.
"Try to steal your girl. It's his thing. Never works though. Watching only make you feel worse. Come on."
Scott ushered Bobby away from the scene, but he couldn't help thinking that this time, Logan might actually win.
*~*~*
"Just like old times, eh?" Rogue panted as they walked to her room.
"Yeah, just like old times." Logan grunted, "When did you get to be so flexible?"
It was 11:45 and they both were worn out.
"I used to be a gymnast. Up until I fled to Canada and met you."
"How Long?"
"Since I was four. Got to love parents who force their crushed dreams on their children.
Logan grinned as they came to Rogue's room.
"Night, kid." He said.
"Night." Rogue replied as she opened the door. She shyly gave him a second glance as she shut the door leaving a very happy Logan in the hallway.
Bobby pretended to sleep and not notice how late she came to bed.
Marie pretended not to notice how fast her heart could beat every time she was with the Wolverine.